Friday, December 29th, is Boobday!


THE LAST BOOBDAY OF 2017!!  Should I even bother apologizing for late Boobday posts anymore??  Y’all know how I roll.

Thanks for loving me anyway.  My Internet Boyfriend is truly the best one I’ve ever had.

Today has been busy.  Work, more work, getting organized.  I raced out of the house before I could do the post and then I kind of forgot about it.  I’m not even sure it’s worth promising to be better at this in 2018.  Accepting myself for who and what I am and all that jazz.

One thing I will be working on the next few days, though, is my submission for the Eroticon anthology.  The theme is “truth,” which will be interesting since I have an odd relationship with it.  We’ll see what comes out of me under the deadline [which is Tuesday].

Love you guys!




My tits:


NOT my tits:

Don’t stare at Sandy… Ok, go ahead.

Quick lunchtime pic


All the blues on Annie.
Whatever happens with us, your body
will haunt mine –
– Adrienne Rich


Meredith got a lil’ roughed up the other night.


A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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6 thoughts on “Friday, December 29th, is Boobday!
  1. Good luck with the submission!
    And you are right, enjoy being you. I found a watch earlier, with numbers all wobbly at the bottom, and it stated at the top “What’s the use, I’m always late any how” or something to that effect. I thought it would be the perfect watch for me. I’ve tried to embrace that part now. I think The Dancer has accepted it too (even though it’s not quite in his culture and he apologises if he gets two minutes late!)

    Hope you have a good end of the year Hy, and wish you a beauttiful 2018!

  2. It amazes me that I never tire of looking at boobs…even though I have two of my own. I applaud your efforts at this. Keeping up with anything on a regular basis can be challenging, especially when you have that little thing called responsibility that incessantly gets in the way of fun.

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